A little over halfway down, one of the Elves stopped and nodded, indicating that this was as far as he felt safe going. Gomei tried not to be disappointed, but he understood. His students were fresh into the A-ranks, and Gomei himself was only at A-five. These… things were strange and attacked in nerve-fraying ways. Not a single one of them followed the same attack pattern, which was frustrating to the logical Assassin. Another Elf needed to stop a short while later, and a third was forced to stop by Gomei when the Elf began sweating. That was a reaction he hadn’t seen on an A-ranker in a long
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